Don Cannon - Big Money lyrics

[Hook: Rich Homie Quan] Big money, boy it come in thousands Trap house bunkin', Jay runnin' out it Twelve saw me comin', couple bats for me I supply my neighbor, call 'em sack money (My Quan, I call it stack money) Make so much that twelve double back for me All I stack are dead men run it back for me Like a dead men call it sack money [Verse 1: Rich Homie Quan] Call it sack money, like I know the neighbors A couple packs comin', I'm at the store waitin' k** the fat onion, got some more paper I keep the (?) gunnin', I'm makin' dope wages The folks hatin', I got more paper The clothes basic, you see my ho tailor All that makeup make your ho look made up (?) out the hood I'm at the corner shootin' like a Pacer (?) I shoot a n***a face up And I like any head cause I'm aimin' waist up And if you owe me, better pay up [Hook: Rich Homie Quan] [Verse 2: A$AP Ferg] I'm gettin' all this paper, A$AP money And I'm f**in' all these b**hes, I can't get 'em off me And I call my dollars Precious cause my pockets chubby There was gonna but ugly but all of these b**hes wanna f** Like I don't mind n***as that hustlin' and k**in', this sh** is a shame I don't mind n***as (?) and you can do the same I took money from out the hood (?) can gang bang (?) the rider, ridin' in that Porsche I'm be the Messiah, I'll be the young Trap Lord Sippin' on the Henney (?), n***a I take off Pretty Flacko did well now watch how Ferg go off, oh Lord [Hook: Rich Homie Quan]